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Asia in Asia [video] (Asia) · Under the Gun (Poco) · Under the Gun/Legend (Poco) · Under the Gun (Deep Purple) · Under the Gun (Deep Purple) · Under the Gun (The Sisters of Mercy) · Under the Gun/Blue and Gray (Poco) · Downtown: Life Under the Gun (August Alsina) · Downtown: Life Under the Gun (August Alsina) · Ferret Music: Under the Gun (Hutchinson, Hutch) – and 90 other albums »


and hungry
Growing wild, on the run
And he'll die reaching for freedom
He was born under the gun
Swollen men, blind with power
Break the rules, one by one
and hungry
Growing wild, on the run
And he'll die reaching for freedom
He was born under the gun
Swollen men, blind with power
Break the rules, one by one
All last night we were learning
Drank our cheques by the bar
Somewhere bridges were burning
As the walls came down at the Star
Squad cars fanned
Are you a hero, or are you the lonely one? 
Do you ever get scared, don't you ever feel pain? 
Under the loaded gun 
You are a Romeo, with nowhere
There's a leafless tree in Asia.
Under the sun there's a homeless man.
There's a forest fire in the valley
Where the story all began.

What will
head legion
Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves in Asia

You won't fall for that law and order is a baton in the rib
You won't fall for that
on your way to the top and
They won't let you stop till you're there

Now you're under the gun out on the run
Paying the price with your flesh and your
under a gun must be
Don't fuck with Pandora's Box or don't make it so obvious
Do as you would be done by do as you would be don't buy it
Do as you
I believed you by the palace gates
Now the savage days are here

Under the God

Under the God, under the God
One step over the red line
Under the God,
A young man rode with his head held high
Under the Texas sun
And no one guessed that a man so blessed
Would perish by the gun
Lord, would perish
And I ain't never goin' back again
I just had to stop by for a minute
And I can't stay long at all
'Cause I gotta run you see I'm under the gun
And my
I believed you by the palace gates
Now the savage days are here

Under the God

Under the God, under the God
One step over the red line
Under the God,
Some people dream a change
Some will remain the same
All of us live their lives
Under the gun

Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
They
insanity there's a death watch
On the land and sea
And I believe that we may never live our lives
We were born under the gun and just like
Every mother's
I'm standing with you on your roof
Looking at the chemical sky
All purple blue and oranges
Some pigeons flying by
The traffic on canal street's so
Come all ye young fellas
That handle a gun
Beware of night rambling
By the setting of the sun
And beware of an accident
That happened of late
Come all ye young fellas
That handle a gun
Beware of night rambling
By the setting of the sun
And beware of an accident
That happened of late
[Littles]
I knew this chick by the name of Vevorine
Who introduced me to the streets and put me on to the game
We did in the rain, on the hood
Puttin' a gun in front of me, 
Pullin' the rug from under me
But I won't let you get me down, 
Gonna spin you upside down
'till you don't know your head
On the run, under the gun.
Wanted dead or alive for the things I've done.
Misunderstood for the common good.
But bullets don't reason when they call
Some people see a change
Some will remain the same
But all of them live their lives under the gun
Some see the road as clear
Some say the end is here
convinced that you're the one
Cause you never flinch under the gun
Lovers kneel by the roadside in pools of broken glass
Gator tails fly like black angels
songs buy the 2 Cd's
This is
And collector fever is killing me

Ray gun, ray gun, do you gotta ray gun
This is funded by a major
But shabbily
surely someday soon will come
But we will pass pleasantries, even under the gun.

Here's my open letter to the words written by feathers dipped in
to run
while you are under the gun.

I never run from my battles
I play by my own rules
So don't you try and stop me
'Cause I ain't no ones' fool.